Luciano was preparing for the club when Aurora marched into his room.
"I have called my friends in France but none of them have seen the Prince around so I can't ask if they've seen Valentina either. I just hope she's sa—" she paused on seeing Luciano drinking whilst dressing up. "You're going to the club?"
"Yes, why? Are you not?"
"Valentina is with Prince Julien. Are you not the least bit concerned about her welfare?"
"Not really," he replied.
"I call bullshit."
"Suit yourself." He shrugged.
Her mouth hung open and her forehead creased.
"So that's it? It's over between you two. She loses the child she was carrying for you and you'll just let her deal with the burden of that alone?"
"She's not alone, she has Julien. She didn't want the child anyway. I don't know why you're so bothered." He plopped on his couch to wear his shoes.
"You're acting strange, fratello! There is no way you are okay about all of this."
He paused, sighed, and looked up at her.
